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Kid Soulja

 

Kid Soulja


What? Huh? What?
Bitch ass niggas triple nine nigga (Huh, Huh, What?)
Fuck Around (What, Aye!)
Bitch, Aye aye aye aye
Bitch, Aye aye
Bitch, bitch (Aye)
Bitch bitch bitch
Bitch (Ayeee, Who?)
Yea! (Aye aye aye aye)

How you gon' beef with a soldier?
How you gon' beef with a cobra?
How you gon' look when we roll up?
Slide up, watch a bitch fold up
Down with a .45
Bitch it's City Morgue we take lives
My Jamaicans still got shottas
Your homie look dead who shot ya?
Me nigga
How you gon' beef with a soldier?
How you gon' beef with a cobra?
How you gon' look when we roll up?
Slide up, watch a bitch fold up
Down with a .45
Bitch it's City Morgue we take lives
My Jamaicans still got shottas
Your homie looked dead who shot ya?
Me nigga

Wake up
Why don't you put a little makeup
Nigga, don't call them jakes up
Choppa gonna shoot that snake up, wake up
Glock on my side when I wake up
100 shot right where you lay up
Wake up and go get my cake up
Crash in that that whip i'm a racer
It's triple nine
I'm divine
Keep a .9
Hit his head and his spine
You target practice, you is lacking, never packing
So I'm gonna take his jacket
I'd rather pack it, now I gas it
Crack his noggin
Then I'm gonna crack his casket
I spun the block round, ran around it
NIggas gonna run
When I clap it
I run the block like a Olympics
Track and field nigga we're gon run a rally
Please don't call the cops the cops will not save shit
I leave you wet R.I.P to the pavement
My little Glock little .30 gives facelifts
Cop me a whip like a m'fucking racist
Stacking up dead shit I get it and cake it up
Smoking on boof by the acre, yuh

How you gon' beef with a soldier?
How you gon' beef with a cobra?
How you gon' look when we roll up?
Slide up, watch a bitch fold up
Damned with a .45
Bitch it's City Morgue we take lives
My Jamaicans still got shottas
Your homie looked dead who shot ya?
Me nigga
How you gon' beef with a soldier?
How you gon' beef with a cobra?
How you gon' look when we roll up?
Slide up, watch a bitch fold up
Damned with a .45
Bitch it's City Morgue we take lives
My Jamaicans still got shottas
Your homie looked dead who shot ya?
Me nigga

Hopped out that coupe with that drop make it zoom
.45 my Glock make that man meet his doom
Free the demons, desert eagle
Recoil, let the demons reach the evil
Never bother, shoot the father
Pop one, shot one
Beanie Sigel
Can't fuck with me, I
Stay 'way from the fake
Fucking with love left
My heart filled with rage
Shotgun pop in your back
Then we take off the masks
Duck when you hear the blast
Cause we will send you back
Yeah!

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